When the bell rings after class, Zhan Lingyu on the Kungfu platform where Meng Wanyao is packing has been surrounded by ladies.

"Professor Zhan, let's add a wechat. We don't understand some questions very well. We should communicate more later."

"Yes, Professor, your lecture is very good. It's the best economics course I've ever heard. I've benefited a lot..."

“……”

In the face of such a strong offensive, Zhan Lingyu added a touch of coolness to his face and remained courteous: "sorry, according to the school regulations, I can't tell you my personal contact information. If you have any questions, you can ask them at any time. We can communicate in class or send them to the mailbox, and I will answer them for you."

Meng Wanyao's eyes turned to the sky. This man can really pretend.

When everyone left, Meng Wanyao came out of the classroom. Zhan Lingyu was standing near the door, discussing something with others.

The sun fell on him through the glass, and his white shirt and black trousers were particularly handsome.

Meng Wanyao's eyebrows are slightly raised. The man's appearance can be scored nine points. No wonder she is so attractive to women. Even a smart woman like Qin Yu is prostrated under his suit pants

When the people who discussed the problem with him left, Meng Wanyao leaned over: "I can't see it. It's really human like to wear a suit."

"Can't you tell me a good word from your mouth?" asked Zhan Lingyu

"What I just said was good." Meng Wanyao stressed: "it's not that no one here has a human like evaluation."

For example, Lin Zheng, the turtle with a shrunken head, can't even match the four words of "human model"!

Zhan Lingyu naturally reached for her backpack and said, "I'd like to thank you for your love."

Meng Wanyao looked at the shoulder bag he picked up at will and frowned: "Zhan Lingyu, do you know that women don't like men to carry their bags for them?"

"Why?"

"Because women's bags are very expensive, we buy them for our own back. If you men like them, you can buy them yourself."

Zhan Lingyu had no choice but to smile: "how much is your bag? I bought it, and I will be responsible for carrying it later."

Meng Wanyao was stunned, which was different from the ending she imagined.

Zhan Lingyu is really glib.

They walk along the campus road to the restaurant. It's just after class time. The campus is full of people, and many of them know Zhan Lingyu. When they pass by, they will greet him respectfully, and they will look at Meng Wanyao curiously.

Meng Wanyao accepted calmly, and suddenly frowned: "I said, do you mean to walk with me to the restaurant and let me be your shield?"

"What shield?"

"Didn't you see those girls' eyes just now? Have been accepted by your clothes... Are you tired of receiving many friend applications every day? "

"They are all my students, and they respect me most." Zhan Lingyu put out his hand and patted her head: "what do you think in your little head all day?"

"Bang!"

Meng Wanyao snorted: "sophistry!"

Zhan Lingyu looked at her, her clear eyebrows and smart eyes, her white T-shirt with blue trousers, her face full of youth and vitality.

Such Meng Wanyao is the white moonlight in Zhan Lingyu's heart.

It has been in his mind for many years.

If he didn't know how to pursue love when he was young, he would only use some childish and blind means to distance her from him, even to avoid the university he went to study abroad... He thought that he should have been a beauty for a long time.

Fortunately, there's time.

God gave him a chance to do everything over again.

He certainly won't give up.